Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Patrick agreed.

But deep down in his heart, he was thinking if the bearded man dared to show his wife's photo in public. If the bearded man does so, he would definitely come for

him!

Before the sun set, Amelia seized the opportunity to ask Patrick, "Look at the Square over there. Isn't it bustling? Shall we go over and have a look?"

"Okay." Patrick agreed.

The Square was crowded so Patrick had been holding Amelia's hand tightly, as afraid that she would slip away if he had not been attentive.

"Patrick, you are being too nervous." Amelia had said it to him more than once. "I can't risk losing you again." Patrick had emphasized it more than once as well. "Even when I was being kidnapped to such a far place, you managed to find me. Now that you could see the square wholly at a glance, even if I ran away, you would definitely still be able to find me!" Amelia's tone was full of trust for him.

"I see that you just want to torture me!" Patrick laughed and then said seriously, "No matter what you say, I won't let you get out of my sight. So, you'd better give up on the thought of leaving me to wander around!"

When she heard his words, Amelia felt sweet and funny and said, "I really didn't expect President Hopper to be such a clingy guy."

"That's right, but I only cling onto you!" Patrick did not feel embarrassed at all while he could still tease her. Amelia immediately blushed and could not say a word.

When they passed by a stall, a vendor stared at them and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, the Italian commemorative coins that are

limited worldwide are on sale. Hurry up and get yours before they're sold out!"

As soon as Amelia's eyes fall on the so-called commemorative coins, Patrick was worried that she might be deceived, so he reminded her immediately, "Leave him alone. Such vendors are specially here to bamboozle the foreign travelers' money."

While Patrick was talking, Amelia had already bent down and picked up two commemorative coins. She put them in her palm and played with them. "But, these commemorative coins look like real gold. Don't you think they are crafted exquisitely? I can even feel them being cool in my palm..."

"No matter how exquisite it is, it's still fake."

While Patrick said sharply, Amelia had already talked to the vendor, "How much is this?"

without grace. "Mrs. Hopper, if you want gold, I

it." Amelia just wanted to buy it as a souvenir, not caring whether it was real or

indifferent reply, Mr. Patrick felt hurt. Why was his beloved young lady

some real money in buying more than

they left, the vendor deliberately used an ancient money bag to pack

Amelia suddenly adored them even more which her attention in talking

it! Even the fake coins were more

could not lose his temper. He could only stare at whoever was looking at him with a stern face which he

not realized that she had lost several rivals in love under the 'help' of Patrick. On the way, she walked around with

failed to dodge and was hit

her, being afraid that she

and said in a relaxed tone, "I'm fine... It's

she was

was

not bend down to

bent down

in a muffled tone, and then left.

the bag and was about to ask Patrick to continue strolling but saw his dark eyes

her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. She asked curiously, "Why are

is wearing a hood," Patrick said

while her voice became lower, "Did you think that... he is the remnant of

said calmly, "Or maybe I've thought too far. But to be

seemed impossible would possibly

himself in danger again because of

she followed Patrick to leave the bustling Square. They stopped a taxi nearby and went back

Patrick and Amelia return to the club in a taxi, 'Team One' who followed them with an

a hearty

the room

out all the